๐—›๐—ฎ๐—ฝ๐—ฝ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ฒ๐˜€๐˜€, ๐—š๐—ฟ๐—ถ๐—ฒ๐—ณ, A๐—ป๐—ฑ ๐—˜๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐˜† ๐—ข๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ๐—ฟ ๐—ง๐—ต๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด ๐—œ๐—ป B๐—ฒ๐˜๐˜„๐—ฒ๐—ฒ๐—ป.

๐—›๐—ฎ๐—ฝ๐—ฝ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ฒ๐˜€๐˜€, ๐—š๐—ฟ๐—ถ๐—ฒ๐—ณ, A๐—ป๐—ฑ ๐—˜๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐˜† ๐—ข๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ๐—ฟ ๐—ง๐—ต๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด ๐—œ๐—ป B๐—ฒ๐˜๐˜„๐—ฒ๐—ฒ๐—ป | Fawziyah Tijani | Nigeria

Tแด แด€ ษขษชส€สŸ แดกสœแด ส™แดœส€ษชแด‡s แด…แด‡sแด˜แด€ษชส€s ษชษด ส™แด‡แด›แดกแด‡แด‡ษด สŸษชา“แด‡สŸแด‡ss แด˜แด€ษขแด‡s แดา“ แด€ษดแด„ษชแด‡ษดแด› แด‡ษขสแด˜แด›s ส™แดแดแด‹s. แด›สœแด‡ ษขษชส€สŸ, แดกสœแด แด›ส€แด€ษดsา“แด‡ส€s แด‡แดส™แด‡ส€s แดา“ า“ษชส€แด‡ สŸแดแด…ษขแด‡แด… ษชษด สœแด‡ส€ sแดแดœสŸ แด›แด แด€ษด ษชษดแด‹,

แด€ษดแด… แด›แด แด€ ส™แดส, แด€ ษขษชส€สŸ แด€ษดแด… แด€ ส™แดส แด€สŸษชแด‹แด‡, ส€แด‡sแด˜แด‡แด„แด›ษชแด แด‡สŸส.

๐€๐ฆ๐ž๐ฅ๐ข๐จ๐ซ๐š๐ญ๐ž

๐’‰๐’‚๐’‘๐’‘๐’Š๐’๐’†๐’”๐’” ๐’Š๐’” ๐‘ช๐’‰๐’Š๐’ˆ๐’๐’›๐’Š๐’†. The ๐‘†๐‘โ„Ž๐‘–๐‘ง๐‘œ๐‘โ„Ž๐‘’๐‘Ÿ๐‘–๐‘Ž afflicted man whose speeches generate smiles as radiant as the sudden beam of sunlight illuminating a murky area, and laughter like that of a rusty screeching hinge; happiness is the slow stride of his backward moving legs moving in alignment with his arms that move in horizontal and vertical directions to his jocular self-composed Igbo songs.

๐ป๐˜ข๐‘๐‘๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ๐˜ด๐˜ด i๐˜ด a ๐˜ด๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜จ; Happiness is ๐˜Šโ„Ži๐˜จ๐˜ฐ๐—“i๐˜ฆ.

สœแดแด˜แด‡

๐’ˆ๐’“๐’Š๐’†๐’‡ ๐’Š๐’” ๐’‚ ๐’๐’‚๐’Ž๐’†๐’๐’†๐’”๐’” ๐’ƒ๐’๐’š ๐’•๐’‰๐’‚๐’• ๐’‡๐’๐’“๐’„๐’†๐’” ๐’‰๐’Š๐’” ๐’‰๐’†๐’‚๐’“๐’• ๐’•๐’ ๐’”๐’•๐’๐’‘ ๐’‚ ๐’˜๐’‰๐’Š๐’๐’† ๐’‚๐’• ๐’๐’Š๐’ˆ๐’‰๐’•๐’”.

A boy who chokes in-between the pillow he stuffs in between his teeth. Grief is a boy whose eyes draw out water every night. Water mixed with a hybrid variety of pain and sadness; fear and loneliness.

๐บ๐‘Ÿ๐‘–๐‘’๐‘“ ๐‘–๐‘  โ„Ž๐‘’๐‘Ž๐‘Ÿ๐‘ก๐‘๐‘Ÿ๐‘’๐‘Ž๐‘˜; ๐บ๐‘Ÿ๐‘–๐‘’๐‘“ ๐‘–๐‘  ๐‘Ž ๐‘›๐‘Ž๐‘š๐‘’๐‘™๐‘’๐‘ ๐‘  ๐‘๐‘œ๐‘ฆ.

๐–ฅ๐–บ๐—‚๐—๐—, ๐–ฏ๐–บ๐—๐—‚๐–พ๐—‡๐–ผ๐–พ

๐’‡๐’‚๐’Š๐’•๐’‰ ๐’Š๐’” ๐’•๐’–๐’„๐’Œ๐’†๐’… ๐’ƒ๐’†๐’•๐’˜๐’†๐’†๐’ ๐’•๐’‰๐’† ๐’’๐’–๐’Š๐’—๐’†๐’“๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ ๐’๐’Š๐’‘๐’” ๐’๐’‡ ๐’‚ ๐’˜๐’Š๐’…๐’๐’˜๐’†๐’“. Lips crushed under the chants of her prayers to a supreme being. Faith is the fickle frailing fingers of the widower that clung tightly to a rosary bead of many days seen. In fervent pleas for the promised good days. Patience is the widower failed by everyone alike yet awaiting the good days still.

๐˜—๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ด๐˜ฆ๐˜ท๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ค๐˜ฆ, ๐‘…๐˜ฆ๐˜ดili๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ค๐˜ฆ

๐’‘๐’†๐’“๐’”๐’†๐’—๐’†๐’“๐’‚๐’๐’„๐’† ๐’Š๐’” ๐’•๐’‰๐’† ๐’ˆ๐’Š๐’“๐’ ๐’˜๐’‰๐’ ๐’˜๐’‚๐’•๐’„๐’‰๐’†๐’” ๐’‰๐’†๐’“ ๐’„๐’‚๐’‘๐’•๐’–๐’“๐’†๐’… ๐’…๐’“๐’†๐’‚๐’Ž ๐’”๐’๐’‚๐’•๐’„๐’‰๐’†๐’… ๐’‚๐’๐’… ๐’‡๐’๐’๐’‚๐’• ๐’•๐’ ๐’•๐’‰๐’† ๐’”๐’Œ๐’š. Never to be seen again for a while.

It is the girl with a tired heart crushed by grief who looks up to dazzling stars with woebegone eyes. Begging it to send back to her, her dreams โ”€ ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘“๐‘™๐‘œ๐‘Ž๐‘ก๐‘’๐‘‘, ๐‘™๐‘œ๐‘ ๐‘ก ๐‘œ๐‘›๐‘’๐‘ . It is the girl with a heart louder than her mouth, and a soul more numb than her body. ๐‘น๐’†๐’”๐’Š๐’๐’Š๐’†๐’๐’„๐’† is the girl who didnโ€™t mind building dreams again from scratch.

๐ผ๐‘ก ๐‘–๐‘  ๐‘Ž ๐‘”๐‘–๐‘Ÿ๐‘™ ๐‘คโ„Ž๐‘œ ๐‘‘๐‘–๐‘‘๐‘›โ€™๐‘ก ๐‘ ๐‘ก๐‘œ๐‘ ๐‘‘๐‘Ÿ๐‘’๐‘Ž๐‘š๐‘–๐‘›๐‘”; ๐‘คโ„Ž๐‘œ ๐‘›๐‘’๐‘ฃ๐‘’๐‘Ÿ ๐‘ ๐‘ก๐‘œ๐‘๐‘  ๐‘‘๐‘Ÿ๐‘’๐‘Ž๐‘š๐‘–๐‘›๐‘”.

Fawziyah Tijani is a creative writer skilled in scriptwriting, copywriting, ghostwriting, and storytelling. As an empath who connects more with people on an emotional level, she enjoys writing poems whose themes dwell on hope, faith, happiness, sadness, love, and perseverance.

When sheโ€™s not writing poems, sheโ€™s writing fictional prose whose themes centre on womenโ€™s subjugation in society and religious manipulation.

Sheโ€™s an ailurophile as well as an introvert, who draws inspiration from writers like Maya Angelou, and Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie, amongst others.

Aside from reading, she also writes and daydreams in her leisure time.

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